She may be the beauty or the beast. May be the famine or the feast. May turn each day into a heaven or a hell. She may be the mirror of my dream, a smile reflected in a stream. She may not be what she may seem inside her shell.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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2308 | 2023-04-06 13:37:18 | 79.48 | 95% |
1141 | 2021-11-12 09:01:05 | 86.14 | 97% |